It's a bloody joke, whatever you want to call it.
Bloody 'think tank'.

Sounds like an Americanism, it is an Americanism, and we are a laughing stock.
My faith in these yanks is waning...RAPIDLY.
Think Tank, MY ARSE!
Hey Growls... what's come over you. I've only been away a few days... you were talking about P A T I E N C E then... what's happenned?
Nowts happened.
Patience is the name of the game, well my game.
No, it's this ruddy THINK TANK that's doin' me 'ed in.

I mean, who's in this bloody tank. How many. Where is it, and do you think we could possibly take it out mid Atlantic and lob it?
Never 'eard so much laughable and embarrasing crap in all my life, bloody Think Tank, grrrr.

Judging by the sound bytes of recent, I reckon Captain piggin' slot gob Whelan is in it, issuing his instructions to his pet puppy dog,Martinez.
